He now LOVES to play fetch, especially with a tennis ball. When we get the ball from him, he'll run back a few feet, then turn, lower his head, and just stare and stare until we throw the ball. Then, if the ball stops moving before he can get to it, he stops, too. Stares. Creeps up. And then pounces like a coyote.

I haven't seen Nia for about 2 weeks. I has a sad. A little part of me wishes vacation would be over. But only kind of because I still have 3 weeks of vacation left. My poor Pookie...although she's being spoiled by my mom with steaks and chicken instead of dog food. I still miss her!

She knew I had cookies in my vest pocket so she did her play dance with me while I was on the floor counting stock knowing that I'd lay down and play with her thus allowing treats to fall out of my pocket so she could eat them.